Amelia Bedelia Quotes

Amelia Bedelia," said Mrs. Rogers, "Christmas is just around the corner." "It is?" said Amelia Bedelia. "Which corner?" Mrs. Rogers lauhged and said, "I mean tomorrow is Christmas Day." "I know that," said Amelia Bedelia.

The door opened. "We're here," said Mrs. Rogers. Aunt Myra came in. "Now!" said Amelia Bedelia. "Greetings, greetings, greetings," said the three children. "What's that about?" said Mrs. Rogers. "You said to greet Aunt Myra with Carols," said Amelia Bedelia. "Here's Carol Lee, Carol Green, and Carol Lake." "What lovely Carols," said Aunt Myra. "Thank you.

Luca locked his gaze with hers and held it, willing her to succumb to his entrancement. She stared back into his eyes blankly, waiting. "Tell me your name," he commanded. Her lips parted and her tongue ran across to moisten them before she exhaled in a confiding whisper, "Amelia Bedelia.

Chapter 14: The Bike Wheel of Fate Turns Excerpt from Amelia Bedelia Chapter Book #2: Amelia Bedelia Unleashed Chapter 1: The Big Question About the Author and Illustrator Two Ways to Say It Copyright About the Publisher Amelia

Amelia Bedelia could have planted petunias for a neighbor or fed a cat while its owner was on vacation. But such small jobs would never have earned the wheelbarrows full of money Amelia Bedelia needed to make. It all started innocently enough when Amelia Bedelia decided that she wanted a new bike. But then one thing led to another until the mayor of Amelia Bedelia’s town finally said, “That Amelia Bedelia—she means business!” Here’s what happened. . . .

Bedelia never meant to lead a pack of dogs on a wild-goose chase. She never meant to steal something and then sell it. She never meant to make someone look bad (very bad) or lead a parade astray or even stomp on a piece of perfectly delicious cherry pie. But all that and more actually happened.

What’s your name?” “Anne Shirley.” He quirked a brow and she amended, “Miss Havisham.” “Tell me in truth.” “Honestly?” She snatched her self-harming kit from his grasp before he could blink. The fingers of his empty hands curled closed. She tucked it beneath her arm with smug satisfaction. “Scarlett O’Hara.” Luca extended an arm, leaning against the stone wall and intending to trap her in the corner. She drew back from him, bravado faltering. In that moment he saw a woman cringing under a man’s wrath, afraid. He felt ashamed for intimidating her, and he relaxed his posture slightly. She stared back into his eyes, waiting. “Tell me your name,” he commanded. Her lips parted and she exhaled in a confiding whisper, “Amelia Bedelia.

To choose the right dog,” he said, “you’ll need to do your homework.” “I finished my homework,” said Amelia Bedelia.

Amelia Bedelia adored her bike. It was a great bike. It was fast and dependable and she had learned to ride on it. She could tell you how it had gotten every dent. She could tell you what had chipped each fragment of paint from the frame and what had

made those rusty scratches on the chrome. She could match each insult to her bike to an injury on her body: scabs on her knees, scrapes to her elbows, bruises on her shins, and a tiny sliver of a scar under her chin. Amelia Bedelia had parked her bike at the bike rack. She was about to go into school when she saw some kids buzzing around Suzanne Scroggins. Suzanne was a new girl this year. She told all her friends to call her Suzi. Amelia Bedelia still called her Suzanne, even though Amelia Bedelia sat right behind her. Amelia Bedelia had never figured out why Suzanne was so crabby and bossy every day.

Suzanne was so crabby and bossy every day.

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And that is how Amelia Bedelia’s Rule #2 was born: Include the word “healthy” in your request or comment, and grown-ups will automatically agree.

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She loved her mom and dad, but sometimes they were not very helpful.

Amelia Bedelia and Alice followed

It’s not normal, like chasing a little white ball and whacking it into eighteen different holes.

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